the warm night air carresses my skin as you once did and my thoughts veer paradoxically closer for i have no reason to look there anymore the danger with love is you give it and it is could be tossed to the side used up replacement required but sometimes a miracle can happen sometimes that which seems as passing fancy really isn't all it appears to be it can be a wake up call a call for urgency and action this is what i have left Spirits Wed Apr 26 20:44:16 2000